Terry Bozzio (drums)
Roy Estrada (vocals, bass)
Adrian Belew (guitar)
Ed Mann (percussion)
Patrick O`Hearn (bass)
Tommy Mars (keyboards)
Peter Wolf (keyboards)
One two three four
I couldn`t say where she`s comin` from,
But I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe Humm
She stroll on over, say look here, bum,
I got a forty dollar bill says you can`t make me cum
No way!
(Y`jes can`t do it)
She made a bet with her sister who`s a little bit dumb
She could prove it any time all men was scum
I don`t mind that she called me a bum,
But I knew right away she was really gonna cum
(So I got down to it)
I whipped off her bloomers`n stiffened my thumb
An` applied rotation on her sugar plum
I poked`n stroked till my wrist got numb
But I still didn`t hear no Dinah-Moe Humm,
Dinah-Moe Humm
Dinah-Moe Humm
Dinah-Moe Humm
Where`s this Dinah-Moe
Comin` from
I just spent three hours
An` I ain`t got a crumb
From the Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe
From the Dinah-Moe Humm
I got a spot that gets me hot
But you ain`t been to it
I got a spot that gets me hot
But you ain`t been to it
I got a spot that gets me hot
But you ain`t been to it
I got a spot that gets me hot
But you ain`t been to it
And I can`t get into it
Unless I get out of it
An` I gotta be out of it
To get myself into it
`Cause I can`t get into it
Unless I get out of it
An` I gotta be out of it
Before I get into it
(She looked over at me with a glazed eye
And some bovine perspiration on her upper lip area
And she said...)
And here`s what she said:
Just get me wasted
An` you`re half-way there
`Cause if my mind`s tore up,
Well, then my body don`t care
I rubbed my chinny-chin-chin
An` said my-my-my
What sort of thing
Might this lady get high upon?
The forty dollar bill didn`t matter no more
When her sister got nekkid an` laid on the floor
She said Dinah-Moe might win the bet
But she could use a little (OW!) if I wasn`t done yet
I told her...
Just because the sun
Want a place in the sky
No reason to assume
I wouldn`t give her a try
So I pulled on her hair
Got her legs in the air
An` asked her if she had any cooties in there
(Whaddya mean cooties! No cooties on me!)
She was buns-up kneelin`
BUNS UP!
I was wheelin` an` dealin`
WHEELIN` AN` DEALIN` AN OOOOH!
She surrender to the feelin`
SHE SWEETLY SURRENDERED
An` she started in to squealin`
Dinah-Moe watched from the edge of the bed
With her lips just twitchin` an` her face gone red
Some drool rollin` down
From the edge of her chin
While she spied the condition
Her sister was in
She quivered `n quaked
An` clutched at herself
Her sister made a joke
About her mental health
Until Dinah-Moe finally
Did give in
But I told her
All she really needed
Was some discipline...
I said:
Kiss my aura...Dora...
That`s right!
You know why?
Because obviously it was real angora
And then I said:
Would you all like some more-a?
Right here on the flora?
An` how `bout you, Fauna?
Do you wanna?
...Frank, Frank...up on stage...up on stage, Frank...
Alright...
Take me up man, I want...
Take you up?
Yeah!
Sure!
Wait a minute, now that you`re up on stage,
what`s your name?
Brian Reviera
Are you having a OK Halloween Brian?
I`m having an excellent time...
Sing for Greenwich man, Greenwich, Connecticut ...
Alright now, I`ll tell you what...
Brian, do you know the words to this song?
Well, in a way, in a way...
OK, here`s...Brian, this is your golden opportunity:
This is the Frank Zappa Performer-like Contest
Now here`s what you`re going to do:
We`re gonna play this song again
and you`re gonna pretend you`re me.
And you pretend to sing the song
and dance all across the stage
and get these people a very good Halloween show, would you?
Right! Yeah! Yeah!
OK, ready?
Work! Work!
I couldn`t say where she`s comin` from,
But I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe Humm
Good!
She stroll on over, say look here, bum,
I got a forty dollar bill says you can`t make me cum
(Y`jes can`t do it)
She made a bet with her sister who`s a little bit dumb
She could prove it any time all men was scum
I don`t mind that she called me a bum,
But I knew right away she was really gonna cum
(So I got down to it)
I whipped off her bloomers`n stiffened my thumb
An` applied rotation on her sugar plum
I poked`n stroked till my wrist got numb
An` you know I heard some Dinah-Moe Humm,
Dinah-Moe Humm
Dinah-Moe
Dinah-Moe
Dinah-Moe
A little Dinah-Moe
A little Dinah-Moe
A little Dinah-Moe again
Little Dinah-Moe
A little Dinah-Moe again
Little Dinah-Moe
A little Dinah-Moe again
Little Dinah-Moe ... Hey! How come you guys aren`t singing?
Wait a minute, wait a minute...
Dinah-Moe
Dinah-Moe
Dinah-Moe
...
That`s right!
Dinah-Moe
Dinah-Moe
Dinah-Moe
...
Give me that hat!
Dinah-Moe
Alright!
Alright, alright
What? San Ber`dino?
No, no, not yet...
I`ll tell you what
Boy is this thing hard to hold on your head!
Let`s do another song...here...
(San Ber`dino!)
No no, we`ll do that later...
Hey thanks man,
you do a pretty good imitation of me...
Nice fingernail polish!
Really good! Really good! I like that...
It`s great...look at...show the camera,
show the camera your fingernails,
Very good...thanks
